March 2012
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I really want to be around him again. I want to hold his hand, and see him smile. I want to ask him a question, and look at him and have him shrug and get that smirk that he gets. I want to go into a room he’s in, go over to him, and so effortlessly go in for a hug. I want his arms around me. I want to hear his voice and laugh. I want to see his soft eyes, and look into them, but have to...
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February 2012
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“And now I do want you to know, I’ll hold you up above everyone. And I do...”
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And don’t go to bed yet love, I think it’s too early, and we just need a little time to ourselves. If my wall clock tells me that it’s 4 in the morning I’ll give it hell.
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He’s amazing, and I can’t stop smiling.
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I’m sick of being repulsive, and feeling like complete shit because of how I look. I’m hideous, and I hate when people on here tell me otherwise because you’ve never had to see me in person. I’m disgusting, and no matter how hard I try it doesn’t ever fucking change. I shouldn’t have eaten more than cheerios this weekend, and I should have kept that up....
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My Mom agreed that if I drop two dress sizes by prom then I can get an expensive prom dress. This is good because not only will I be getting an amazing dress and a better looking body, but I won’t be uncomfortable while watching TV and a weight loss pill comercial comes on.
